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He's a sentimental choice, that's all, One my Daddy made but then let stall. He had no will and little skill, So Mommy takes advantage of me. I'm the rotten apple on her bough, But the only way that she knows how To make my Dad Look really bad, So Mommy takes advantage of me. She gets hot and bothered that I can't tell My elbow from my knee. So anytime that something goes the least bit well She tells my Dad it's 'cause of me. Now that she sees me with all these bridges burned And admits to growing more and more concerned, What will she'll connive For his next skydive? How'll she take advantage of me?
Music by Richard Rodgers |